You continue to struggle.

You squirmed, attempting to escape the dangerous pliers around your neck. However, your attempts were fruitless against the combined strenght of the two women. The girl squeezing your neck uttered something in dothraki and the one straddling you climbed off, nonchalantly laying next to you as you continued to struggle. Soon, you ran out of breath. The girl let go of your neck and stood up, pinning you down with her foot on your chest. You panted, arms outstreched, unable to defy her.

"I like the ones that fight." She said, applying more pressure onto her foot until you were completely pinned to the carpet. Then, she suddenly withdrew her foot and placed it next to you.

"Stand up." She ordered in a harsh tone and you obeyed, struggling to your feet. She smiled in an almost warm manner.

"You want to fight, then fight me. If you win- we will let you escape." The other girl gasped at it, but the prettier one just winked as she stood in front of you, expecting an answer.